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"Sugar"
You're so sweet
When you eat my seed
My memories and thoughts
My poetry of you.
"Better look out,
Them words are loaded."
The old lady with poor English
And acute perception
Tells me. (She's an angel!)
Again and again.
But I never listen.
"It ain't sugar boy,
It's hate."
God is Red
When the blood runs down my wrists
Again.
And my pain is sweeter still
It's sugar too
When I'm dying here.
Dying here...
You get three wishes
When rubbing the lamp
But not a one will bring him back.
Or turn back time.
This isn't home
This isn't right.
Even tonight,
When you give me your sugar.
Your love.
And you're gun.
-posted by Nobius 1:13 AM 